He could understand every word in Lao Hei's mouth, but when they were put together, he was a little confused.
"Do you know what evil spirit is?" Lao Hei suddenly asked.
"This..." Zhong Wen was stunned by the question. He thought for a moment and then answered with some uncertainty, "Evil aura?"
"Ignorance!" Lao Hei said with disdain, "In fact, evil energy is one of the earliest energies that exists in this world, and it is also the purest innate vitality."
"What?" Zhong Wen's eyes widened, as if he was listening to a fantasy, "You said this harmful gas is innate vitality?"
"Why do you say evil spirits are harmful gases?" Lao Hei asked again.
"If it weren't for harmful gases, why can't humans survive in evil spirits?" Zhong Wen replied instinctively.
"Boy, have you ever thought about it?" Lao Hei rarely showed a deep expression, "For this world, maybe humans are harmful creatures?"
Zhong Wen couldn't help but froze on the spot and remained silent for a long time.
Lao Hei's casual remark actually contained a hint of philosophical speculation, leaving him at a loss as to how to refute it.
"Are you done?"
A charming and charming voice came into my ears, and what appeared immediately before my eyes was Zhuma's extremely hot body.
"Zhuma, wake up!" Gan Muyun said with an anxious face, "It's us, we are not enemies!"
"Anyone who wants to steal my fan." Unexpectedly, Zhuma just smiled faintly, "They are all enemies!"
After saying that, she held up the Yingui Fan with her right hand and waved it fiercely in the direction of Zhong Wen and Lao Hei.
A terrifying tornado of evil energy appeared in the air again, spinning and roaring continuously, speeding away in the direction of Zhong Wen and others.
This tornado turned out to be larger and more turbulent, sucking in all the sand, gravel, flowers, plants and leaves in the mountains and forests. The roar of the evil spirit shook the eardrums, as if it was shaking the heaven and the earth, moving the stars and changing the sun.
"Spirit Pattern Firewall!"
A flash of light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, he opened his arms, and the spiritual patterns all over his body once again turned into a wall of spiritual patterns shining with purple-gold light, blocking Gan Muyun, Lao Hei and himself.
"boom!"
The evil spirit tornado hit the surface of the spiritual wall with a devastating momentum, erupting with an earth-shattering loud noise. The strong concussive force almost knocked Zhong Wen away.
Finally, thanks to the white light man's hard writing over the past many days, the strength of the defensive spirit patterns on Zhong Wen's body was far stronger than before, and he actually blocked this wave of terrifying attacks.
However, just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was surprised to find that the obstructed evil spirit tornado did not dissipate. Instead, it sped up its rotation speed and continued to absorb the surrounding evil energy. At the same time, it persistently collided with the spiritual pattern wall in front of him.
"Thud! Thug! Thug!"
With the continuous friction between the evil spirit tornado and the spirit pattern wall, the originally sparkling defensive spirit pattern seemed to dim slightly, and black cracks appeared faintly on the surface.
The spiritual firewall seems to be breached!
Zhong Wen's heart trembled, knowing that something was wrong. He was about to remove the spirit pattern wall and escape with Gan Muyun, when a domineering golden giant sword suddenly fell from the sky and struck hard on the surface of the evil tornado.
This sword strike was at just the right place to cut the tornado in two.
At the same time, a big golden bird appeared in front of the spiritual wall in an instant. It stretched its wings and waved with all its strength, blowing out a terrifying blast of wind and slamming into the evil tornado that was cut in half.
Under the power of this sword and a fan, the seemingly invincible tornado of evil spirits was shattered into pieces, and eventually dissipated, no longer posing a threat.
The ones who came to help were naturally Liu Qiqi and Xiao Ming.
"Senior Sister Liu, Xiao Ming, are you also colluding with Lao Hei? It's really sad." Zhuma's pretty face was straight, her voice was still sweet, and there was still no emotion in her eyes. "
Then let’s die together!”
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her right arm and waved it forward several times.
Every time the Yingui Fan is waved, a powerful evil spirit tornado will condense in front of Zhuma, and eventually there will be four tornadoes.
Even the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" could not completely resist the evil tornado. For Zhuma at this time, it turned out to be just an A!
Four tornadoes surged past, carrying flying sand and rocks, and misty black smoke. Even trees that could be hugged by a person were uprooted, and they rotated rapidly with the whirlwind.
Wherever the tornado passed, everything was completely destroyed and no grass could grow.
Trouble!
Looking at the exaggerated scene in front of him, which was like a doomsday disaster, Zhong Wen frowned. The dragon shadow hovered under his feet, appeared behind Zhuma instantly at an unimaginable speed, and touched the girl's back gently.
A dazzling white light shot out from the top of his index finger and went straight to the back of Zhuma's heart.
One yang finger!
He did not want to fight with brute force, but tried to rely on sneak attacks to restrain the opponent and seize the strange fan, thereby restoring Zhuma's consciousness.
Unexpectedly, Zhuma herself had not yet reacted, but the strong evil energy surrounding her seemed to have its own consciousness, quickly condensing into a black round shield behind her, and actually blocking the direction of the white aura.
A yang finger fell on the round shield of evil energy, like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no movement for an instant, and it was unable to have the slightest impact on the Pearl Girl.
At this time, Zhuma had also reacted, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he slapped a fan with his backhand.
An extremely domineering evil spirit tornado, carrying the momentum of swallowing up the world, came straight towards Zhong Wen, vowing to tear him into pieces.
A look of surprise flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and his whole person disappeared in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already on the right side of Zhuma and pointed his finger again.
Unsurprisingly, the evil energy around him reacted again, condensing into a round shield on Zhuma's right side in time, completely defeating his wishful thinking.
Evil spirit can actually protect the Lord automatically?
A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhong Wen's face, and a feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart involuntarily.
Faced with this monster who can unleash unlimited ultimate moves and has automatic defense capabilities, ordinary offensive methods have no effect at all.
However, if he really wanted to use all his strength and use his killing move, he was worried that he would accidentally hurt Zhuma.
As a result, even though his strength is comparable to that of a saint, for a while, he couldn't think of an effective countermeasure.
"His grandma's, it's really troublesome!"
After launching several attacks on the other side, Lao Hei also gained nothing, cursing again and again and shaking his head.
I don’t know why, facing Zhuma’s fierce and violent offensive, this cruel and ruthless ancient demon did not show too much anger and murderous intention, nor did he even consider using that move to defeat the two giants.
The "Evil God Arrives" by the master of Dark Seven Stars.
None of the three people, birds or beasts refused to kill, but Zhuma didn't appreciate it. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought, using his Yingui fan to create one after another horrible tornadoes.
More and more evil tornadoes almost submerged the entire Poison Dragon Mountain. Countless wolf spiders, regardless of life or death, were all blown up from the ground, howling and flying into the distance, without knowing where they landed.
The bones of the Poison Dragon King's youngest son had already been blown away.
As time goes by, the space for Zhong Wen and others to stay is getting smaller and smaller, forcing them to fly higher and higher. The distance to Zhuma is getting further and further away, making it impossible to close the distance at all, let alone to subdue them.
other side.
"It's a pity that I'm trapped among this armadillo, ancestor." Lao Hei complained naggingly, "How could anyone with a powerful body be forced to such an extent by a little girl?"
"You reptile, what's the point of talking about this now?" Zhong Wen frowned and asked, "What's the weakness of this fan?"
"Of course there are weaknesses. If you just want to kill the little girl, I can think of countless ways, ancestor." Lao Hei replied, "But it is not easy not to hurt her life."
"It's not easy, that means it's still possible." Zhong Wen instantly understood the implication, "Tell me, what should we do?"
"If you can find a way to resist these evil tornadoes and create a chance for Ancestor." Lao Hei thought for a while and said, "Maybe I can temporarily suppress Yin Guishan. That girl in colorful clothes seems to be in love with the little girl.
Yes, let her go up and try again, maybe she can awaken the little girl's consciousness."
It paused and then added: "If the little girl's consciousness is still there."
The implication seems to be that Zhuma's consciousness may have completely died.
Can you resist these tornadoes?
Is this old guy trying to trick me to death on purpose?
Zhong Wen glanced at the dense tornadoes of evil energy below, and felt his scalp was numb and his legs were trembling slightly.
Fight!
However, thinking of the lovely and bright smile on Zeng Zhuma's face, his eyes quickly became firm again, and the dragon shadow hovered under his feet and appeared in front of the girl in an instant.
Seeing him approaching, Zhuma waved the Yingui Fan unceremoniously, and once again fanned out two powerful and domineering tornadoes of evil spirit.
Looking at the oncoming violent evil energy, Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, his whole body glowed, and he bravely faced it.
At this moment, a huge figure jumped out from nowhere, shining with purple-gold light, and stood firmly in front of Zhong Wen.
This is... Poison Dragon King?
Looking at the huge body in front of him, Zhong Wen looked confused and didn't understand what was going on.?